All my being was shriveling and pulsating in that fortunately opaque part of my body with which I was covering the manuscript. U- came up to S- , gently plucked his sleeve and said in a low voice:

“This is D-503 , the builder of the Integral . You have probably heard of him. He is always like that, at his desk; does not spare himself at all!”

… And I thought!⁠ ⁠… What a dear, wonderful woman!⁠ ⁠…

S- slid up to me, bent over my shoulder toward the table. I covered the lines I had written with my elbow but he shouted severely:

“Show us at once what you have there, please!”